| Ay Ouija
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| (right now, right now)
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| Hol' up huh
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| Got the OG’s bouncing in this motherfucca right now
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| Feeling like the future of the wicced shit
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| Feeling like the future of the wicced shit
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| Feeling like the future of the wicced shit
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| To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
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| Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now
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| Looking like the future of the wicced shit
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| Looking like the future of the wicced shit
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| Looking like the future of the wicced shit
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| And my ex hoes who never saw potential — How you like me now?
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Foe fifs to ya lips blow a little kiss (mmwah)
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| Long dicc but your bitch don’t deserve the shit
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| No paint on my face Ima murder shit
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| Told Violent J tell me what to hurt em' with?
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| Murderous, blood curdlin', ripped cartilage, all of this for all of this blood
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| on a bitch
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| Calling this the ballin' this now, follow this, venomous, from Hell I guess,
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| rebellious
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| Finally found my link (my link)
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| Finally found my link (my link)
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| I finally found my link (ohh)
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| Give a fucc what y’all think (hold up)
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| Pussy meet ya maker then it take ya where ya gotta go
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| Split ya noggan then I leave you smokin' like an auto-mo
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| Callin me on my name and I change this game and slice ya fucin' clothes
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| He was sleeping on me now I’m poppin' thats the way it goes (bitch)
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| Thats the way it goes (hah little bitch, turn up)
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| Point me to the people Ima speak the evil
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| Fucc who ever frontin' on me tell em I don’t need them neither
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| Homie crank the bass until it blow the muthafuccin speaker
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| Straightjacket on me mane I’m feeling like I’m Justin Bieber
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| Feel like Miley Cyrus
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| Feel like Miley Cyrus
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| Ima wrecking ball on anybody try us
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| You know where my knife is when its in your iris
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| Every juggalo computer got me like a fuccin' virus
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| Dirty demon in designer I don’t need a stylist
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| Put my baby in designer feeling like a stylist
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| Bloodstain Balmain got me feeling stylish
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| Laugh when I see brain got me feeling childish
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| Psychopathic in this bitch we the fuccin' wildest
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| Got the FBI tryna profile us
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| Got the ATF tryna profile us
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| Tell Trump go and see a gynecologist
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| Slaughter them, Slaughter them, fake like collegian
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| Cops can’t help you, no point calling them
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| All of them, All of them, must kill all of them
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| Stone Cold boomin' out the tomb like (?) *BOOM BOOM*
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| Buck Buck buck shot at them
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| Robbin' them pop four more (?)
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| (?) like shit now its on again
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| Die and perform The Gathering as a hologram
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| Finally found my link (my link)
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| Finally found my link (my link)
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| I finally found my link (ohh)
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| Give a fucc what y’all think (hold up)
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| You may never hear my music coming out the radio
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| CD’s, MP3's for the juggalos
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| Calling me on my name I change the game just like some fuccin' clothes
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| He was sleeping on me now I’m poppin' thats the way it goes
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| Got the OG’s bouncing in this motherfucca right now
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| Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
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| Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
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| Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
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| To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
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| Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now
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| Looking like the future of the wicked shit
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| Looking like the future of the wicked shit
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| Looking like the future of the wicked shit
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| And my ex hoes who never saw potential — How you like me now?
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| (?) and I love it
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| Alright til' I fall dead til the blood drip
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| Thug shit catch a slug quick
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| Haters suck dick
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| (?) get the plug bitch if ya drug sick
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| Now bloody in the thug pit got the club lit
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| Fuck a stud ho!
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| Won’t you let a jugga-lug hit
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| Scrub clique got your whole team bugging but it don’t mean nothing
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| Mean mugging something that you seen coming
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| Murder for food and I’m serving these fools |
| And I’m killing this shit and you heard of me too
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| And I vertically shoot out the burgundy coupe
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| Send them bust in your head you’ll need surgery (ughh)
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| So fuck with my team and I might go batshit
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| We are the future of Psychopathic
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| See why you mad brah look how I grabbed ya abracadabra like flow magic
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| Back in the day never saw my potential
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| We in the game and you stuck on that bench hoe
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| Slaughter them all and you still smell the stench though
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| Bouncing in this motherfucka wearing my trench coat
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| Got the OG’s bouncing in this motherfucca right now
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| Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
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| Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
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| Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
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| To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
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| Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now
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| Looking like the future of the wicked shit
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| Looking like the future of the wicked shit
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| Looking like the future of the wicked shit
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| And my ex hoes who never saw potential — How you like me now?
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
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| Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
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| Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch |